Chapter 20 Chapter 20 Staying Overnight "You want to beat the gongs and drums...
"Flooded?" Tan Du was a little surprised.
"Follow me." Qiao Zhuoyi said.
The two went to the second-floor balcony. The river was pitch black. They could feel the water surging when lightning flashed across it, and muddy rainwater accumulated on the road.
Tan Du estimated: "My car has a high chassis, it should be able to pass."
Qiao Zhuoyi: "But you didn't open it."
"I almost forgot." Tan Du laughed.
"Xiao Luo said that many of your coffee beans have become damp." Qiao Zhuoyi said.
"Well," Tan Du didn't seem to care much, "I'm sorry to bother Boss Qiao tonight."
"Do you want to beat the drums and gongs?" Qiao Zhuo threw a mint candy into his mouth.
"...What?" Tan Du was surprised.
"Can it bark like a dog?" Qiao Zhuo asked.
"Huh? No." Tan Du replied.
"Will he cry and make a fuss?" Qiao Zhuo asked.
"No." Tan Du understood and raised the corners of his lips.
"What's the point of bothering you?" Qiao Zhuo turned around and said, "Pick your own room. If you need anything, don't come to me. Just look in the cabinets yourself."
"Can I get you a looser T-shirt?" Tan Du asked, "After going into the kitchen, I need to take a shower."
Qiao Zhuo looked him over and said, "Wait."
Qin Yue and Qin Le fell into a deep sleep. Qiao Zhuoyi got out of bed quietly and patted his head on the blanket: "I leave it to you."
“Woo—”
There was only one floor lamp on in the living room. Tan Du was sitting upright on the sofa after taking a shower. His T-shirt was surprisingly not loose on him. His bangs hung on his forehead, covering his sword-like eyebrows, making him look less fierce. Hearing footsteps, he raised his head and smiled, then retracted his long legs and made room for the aisle.
Qiao Zhuo stepped over and hugged the pillow beside him. He forgot about the injury on his arm for a moment and almost bounced up from the backrest.
"Wait a moment." Tan Du went to the kitchen and handed him something wrapped in a towel. "Press it on your arm. It will be more comfortable."
Qiao Zhuo flipped it open and took a look. It was a mineral water bottle. The water inside was completely frozen. "Where did it come from?"
"I bought a bottle when I bought medicine. I think it will come in handy," said Tan Du.
Qiao Zhuo pressed it, leaned back, and squinted his eyes comfortably. After a while, he asked, "Did that good-for-nothing's son get cheated?"
"How did Boss Qiao know?" Tan Du asked.
"I often see him in the store whispering with A-Feng about how to make money," Qiao Zhuo said, looking up at the ceiling. "His eyes are clear, but he can't hide anything, and he can't keep his composure. His thinking is straightforward...it's normal for him to make mistakes."
"Boss Qiao's analysis is spot on," Tan Du said. "I started a partnership with someone reselling building materials, and the inventory piled up. I couldn't keep up with the debt collection, and I didn't dare tell Lao Fan, so I took things from the store and sold them secretly, thinking I could even out the debt a little."
"Building materials and grain and oil trading are not on the same level," Qiao Zhuo shook his head. "How much can we even out the situation?"
"Yeah," Tan Du leaned back, "I'm afraid of debt collection and being discovered. When we move the stuff back, Old Fan will definitely take inventory, so we destroyed the sandbags at the supply and marketing cooperative and delayed it. We only paid half of the goods to the old customer, and told Old Fan that we couldn't collect the rest because it got damp."
"It's full of loopholes," Qiao Zhuo recalled how this guy hid behind Fan Tong and didn't dare to say a word. "It wasn't his own idea, was it?"
"Well, the guy who was in partnership with him in the building materials business," Tan Du narrowed his eyes. "Old Fan looked at the split between the two of them and saw that the other party had manipulated the purchase costs and was taking advantage of both sides."
"Stupid!" Qiao Zhuo stood up and put the bottle aside. "I'm tired of listening to this. I'm going to sleep."
"Boss Qiao?" Tan Du subconsciously stretched out his leg to block the way.
"Alright, I won't call the police." Qiao Zhuo frowned, "Tell them to stay away from now on."
"What I want to say," Tan Du smiled, "is that I really don't distrust you, I'm just constrained by the situation."
Qiao Zhuo lowered his eyes, and the side light from the floor lamp shone on him. He could only see half of Tan Du's cheek, and his eyes were even less clear through the lenses. He stepped over.
"I know that Boss Tan has a broad perspective and is dedicated to saving all living beings."
Surrounded by clouds and mist, Tan Du sat upright on a lotus platform, with a white hair dot between his eyebrows and golden light emanating from his entire body.
Qiao Zhuoyi was blinded by the sunlight. The air was getting hotter and hotter, sweat was oozing out, and his throat was dry. He crawled towards the pool next to him, and when he touched the ice, he rolled with all his might.
Bang--
“Hmm—”
Qiao Zhuoyi stood up from the floor, covering his arm and making a "hiss" sound. The room was abnormally hot and stuffy. The air conditioner had stopped at some point, and the blanket was wheezing and sticking out its tongue.
He turned on the bedside lamp, but there was no response.
There's a power outage, no wonder.
As soon as Qiao Zhuo opened the curtains, it was pitch black in the west. The street lights and night lights in the buildings were all dimmed. A few of the street lights in the town on the east side were also dimmed, probably to concentrate emergency electricity to ensure the operation of the dormitory air conditioner.
He went to the small room and took a look. The space was small and there was still some cold air. Yueyue and Lele were sleeping soundly. He took out a small rechargeable fan and turned it on for the two of them, then left.
There was actually light on the first floor.
Qiao Zhuo's heart tightened as he stood on the stairs.
"Boss Qiao?" The person next to the table turned around.
Qiao Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, forgetting that there was a saint staying overnight today.
Tan Shengren took out a candle from somewhere, and the trembling light shone behind him, gradually overlapping with the image of him sitting on the lotus platform in his dream.
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